There Are Good Marriages, But There Are

When Our Hatred Is Violent, It Sinks Us Even Beneath Those We Hate.

The Love Of New Acquaintance Comes Not So Much From Being Weary Of What We Had Before, Or From Any Satisfaction There Is In Change, As From The Distaste We Feel In Being Too Little Admired By Those That Know Us Too Well, And The Hope Of Being More Admired By Those That Know Us Less.

Gratitude Is A Lively Sense Of Benefits To Come.

One Cannot Answer For His Courage When He Has Never Been In Danger.

Nothing Is Rarer Than True Good Nature; They Who Are Reputed To Have It Are Generally Only Pliant Or Weak.